I realize I wrote this melody

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"About five minutes away I come across a choir singing for charity. I watch them for a long moment, listening intently. I know this melody but can’t quite place it. Is it a song from my childhood or from the current moment? And then I realize something that, in retrospect, seems rather unbelievable. I realize I wrote this melody. But not recently, rather in a previous lifetime, and because the event took place in a previous lifetime I of course can’t be entirely sure. I recognize the melody but don’t recognize the words. It’s often this way with traditional music. The same melodies are used again and again, generation after generation, each new generation using it once again to say what is currently most needed."

I’m currently serializing my novel-in-progress Faithful Unbeliever. The above lines are from the seventh instalment.

Faithful Unbeliever is the final book of an in-progress trilogy in which all three books are loosely based around questions concerning the desire for utopia.

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